I promise today's post will be calmer. I realise yesterday's was a little manic, too many links, too many private jokes....
Instead I bring you flowers, in a bath, in a old tin. Twee, and the information that i am trialing a new red lipstick that makes claims of being kiss and smudgeproof. I will make a full report next week. so far so good.
I will admit that after writing yesterday's post, I crashed and burned. My head slumped over the workbench, and the realisiation that I am no longer 24. Damn.
During this time a lady came in bearing a small box.She told me to look inside, cautiously i did. To find a pile of cards with my handwriting on them. They were the cards that accompanied all the bouquets of flowers her husband sends her, she keeps them all.
Happy Birthday, I love you, Thank you for our first child, that sort of thing.
I tried very hard to fight back a tear, because sometimes you forget the reason people send flowers, and how touched someone is to receive them.
I also noted that sometimes my handwriting is shockingly bad.
Posted by Miss Pickering at 1:28 PM